I usually say to Him: no hospital, jail, nor morgue. We tease that I have “no limits” with Him, or that He has “taken them all away.” But it’s not actually true. I don’t generally approve of things like forced Continue reading Negotiation
Thinking about limits again because He asked. I’ve been in therapy for years now because of self esteem, communication, and depression issues. I am very good at tearing myself down, not feeling worthy, not standing up for myself, and letting Continue reading Mental Limit
The quote from Imp of the Perverse (E.A. Poe) that I use as a tagline on this site: There is no passion in nature so demoniacally impatient, as that of him who, shuddering upon the edge of a precipice, thus Continue reading The Trouble with Perverted Imp
Woke up early to clean and shop. A bundle of nerves, but no expectations. We’ll just hang out, have some food, and see where things go. He seems agreeable to some type of violence, and eager, even. As eager as Continue reading Old Words and A Violent Birthday
My birthday is coming up again this weekend. Last year, I made cupcakes and brownies to drop off on porches of some of my friends. This year, with vaccines and variants spreading unequally through the community, I’m having a very Continue reading A Second Pandemic Birthday
He asked me on Monday, about our group getting back together and doing events later this year. He posted in the group yesterday, to see what they all think. It has been a long time since we have seen each Continue reading Post-Pandemic Thinking
I am sorry I haven’t posted here, but I usually post about things that happen, and nothing happens this year. At least in this arena. Oh, there’s politics and all, but that’s not really why I started this blog, and Continue reading Time is a Circle
Life, politics, love, kink, sex, the world. It’s all very messy. Right now, I’m mostly just trying to survive. To reach up out of existing to do a little bit of living. But it’s hard. Everything is pressing back down. Continue reading Everything is Messy
That is all I have the energy for as I sob at my desk. FUCK 2020!
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